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32. Mother Theresa.

LEO

Another cold silence greets me.

Damn, I know she is in there, hearing my voice. It was not a ghost that stole the boxes of ice cream and strawberries I found missing when I checked the refrigerator this morning.

Besides, she can't hide away from me inside her room forever.

“Open the door,” I knock again, already feeling pissed that she is acting like this over some….. kiss.

People kiss all the time. Hell we didn't even have sex. So I really do not know why the fuck she is acting like this.

As I raise my fist to knock again, my hand hangs mid air when the door suddenly pulls back, opening to reveal Frosty standing before me.

Her face is contorted with a look of shyness trying so desperately to hide behind a mask of fury. She says nothing and just leans on the door post, folding her arms under her breasts as she looks straight to my chest.

I don't say anything either, her action slightly taking me by surprise as a tense silence settles between us.

Right now, to be honest, I am not
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